Legacy

7

Dinah's POV

"Alright! Is everyone packed and ready to go?" Y/n yelled. She was really excited to see everyone. Since we haven't seen them in years. Well in person. Only Kawana recently. One by one each of our kids walked down the stairs. "I'm ready mama." Carla said dragging her small suitcase down the stairs. "Mason help your sister." I told my oldest. He smacked his teeth.

"Why? They doing perfectly fine there damn self." Y/n came up behind him and hit him in the mouth. "Stop doing that." He said holding his mouth. "Stop cursing and speaking to us like you grown then." She said. "Help your sisters like your mother told you to." Y/n said before grabbing my bags. "Baby you don't have to do that. I'll get my own bags." I told her but she shook her head. "You're my queen. You shouldn't have to lift a finger." She said and pecked my lips. I blushed. "Relax with the girls. I'll let you know when it's time to go. The boys and I are going to go load up. Get some gas and snacks. Then when we come back we'll leave."

I nodded and kissed her cheek. "Be careful. Don't kill Mason." I said. "I'll try not to." Her and the boys grabbed the bags left and left. I went into the living room where the girls were. "What are you to doing? Better not be fighting." I watched as they wrestled on the ground. "We not. We playing like Tete Wana and mama." Cassidy said. "We'll be careful. We don't need any hospital trips like last time." I told her. "But it wasn't my fault mommy." Carla said. "Yes but Cassidy broke Masons arm last time." I said.

"Because he stupid, mean, and weak." Cassidy said making me giggle. "Don't say that about your brother. Whether it's true or not." She shrugged going back to play.

Y/n's POV

"Why can't I just stay home?" Mason asked for the millionth time. "Because you threw a party last time. Leaving two broke windows and a broke door. Why the hell would I let you?" I sighed and made a right. "Do you not trust me?" He asked. "Hell no. Because you give me reasons not to trust you. It's your choices that mess you up." I said. "That's not fair. I messed up one time and you hold that against me." He tries his arms up.

"No you messed up multiple times over the past year. Throwing parties, skipping school, bullying, having sex in my house. You need to learn your choices have consequences." I told him and turned into the gas station. "I'm done with this conversation. You're going and that's final." I got out the car and started putting gas in the van. This is going to be one long trip. Hopefully the grandparents can help.

~Paradise